Wind and Rain

This wait, waited from morning to noon, and the receptionist of Wuji Villa still hadn't arrived.

Xiang Ningzi was already starting to get impatient and complained in a low voice, "These people are too disrespectful to others, it's really hateful."

When he finished speaking, no one spoke up, which was a bit boring, so he reached out and poked Cheng Xuexiang who was standing in front of him on the left: "Hey, you say so."

Cheng Xuexiang turned his head to look at him, smiled noncommittally, and turned back. Xiang Ningzi could only withdraw his hand angrily and stand upright.

Just after this little episode, I saw two white trainings flying in the sky above the gate, spreading to the top of everyone's heads. It is clearly suspended in mid-air, but it is as if it is on the ground, smooth and wrinkle-free.

Chu Feiyang shook his head and said with a low smile to Jun Shuying: "This must be the two women from that night, who love this flashy trick."

When he was talking, the saint aunt of Wuji Villa had already swept over from a distance and landed steadily on Bai Lian, dressed in elegant clothes and fluttering in the air, looking down at everyone like a sham, no one would have imagined Not long ago she was drowning in a quagmire full of poison.

"Who is the head of the Clan Changqing, Yan Zhi, who hasn't come forward to meet the saint!"

The girl named Yu'er also stood at the high place and shouted softly.

The Clan Master Changqing took a few steps forward and bowed down: "This is the old man, the old man pays a visit to the saint."

"Old man, since you want to take refuge in Wuji Villa, you are a servant of Wuji Villa. Why didn't you kneel when you saw the saint." Yu'er smiled and was aggressive.

"Demon girl, don't go too far!" Xiang Ningzi shouted unbearably, and the people standing in the yard were also a little commotion.

Originally, the people of the Changqing clan were quite reluctant to take refuge in the Wuji Villa, how could they tolerate being yelled at by two women like this, and the clan master should kneel? !

The face of Changqing Sect Master Yan Zhi also changed slightly, and he looked up at the woman called Saint Nun, but he didn't move.

"You bunch of dog slaves, I'll kill you all if you make any more noise!" Yu'er raised her eyebrows and threatened viciously.

Her voice made the crowd even more indignant, eager to rush forward and have a good time.

"Shut up!" Yan Zhi suddenly shouted, and all the disciples who had been noisy instantly quieted down and looked at Yan Zhi together.

Yan Zhi took a deep breath and bent his knees slightly: "Old man..."

"No need, get up." The saint suddenly spoke, and with a wave of her sleeves, several women filed in from outside the gate, each holding a jug in their hands.

"Since you want to enter my Wuji Villa, you must drink this cup of blood wine first."

Yan Zhi picked up the wine glass and poured it into his throat without any hesitation.

With the sect master taking the lead, the other disciples naturally followed suit, picking up the cups presented in front of them and drinking them down.

Several people in Chu Feiyang have long seen the evil side of this thing, so naturally they will not really drink it. Xiang Ningzi also learned the function of the blood wine from Gao Fang, and he didn't even dare to touch his lips, so he secretly poured it all into his sleeves.

Seeing that the other brothers and sisters all drank, Xiang Ningzi was anxious, but he couldn't tell them.

Seeing that everyone drank the blood wine, the group of women holding the jug stepped back, and the saint aunt stood on top of Bai Lian, slowly raised her arms, raised her head, closed her eyes slightly and whispered: "Drink Those who drink blood will enter the Wuji Villa, and from then on, they will live and die together with the Wuji Villa, sharing the boundless glory. As the saint of the Wuji Villa, I will bless the loyal people."

Cheng Xuexiang frowned and looked at the woman's sly appearance, Chu Feiyang reached out and pressed his head down: "Don't forget what Qin Ying said, after drinking blood wine, there will be strange things, don't let them see the flaws."

Chu Feiyang's lips barely moved, and ventriloquism was transmitted to his ears with internal force. Cheng Xuexiang also replied: "Brother Chu, don't worry, I have my senses."

As soon as he finished speaking, the saint aunt suddenly began to sing in a low voice. The tone is low and quiet, but it turns back and forth, and it turns out a subtle and unspeakable mystery, but it can make people feel calm.

I just heard about it, but I don't think so. Now that he has experienced it himself, Chu Feiyang is still unavoidably surprised.

This is no longer the scope of inner strength, but it is a kind of power that directly reaches the heart. Chu Feiyang didn't know what it was, but he became more alert.

The surrounding Changqingmen disciples who drank blood and wine, all of them gradually closed their eyes in this soothing song, as if they were in a state of half-dream and half-awake, but they all showed a comfortable and pleasant look on their faces. I don't know what they saw in their minds. !

That saint aunt only sang for a while, and when she stopped, everyone woke up like a big dream, suddenly opened their eyes, and for a while there was a kind of daze that didn't know what was going on.

"Now you have become the people of my Wuji Villa. As long as you are loyal to Wuji Villa, Wuji Villa will definitely not treat you badly."

The people who had just recovered their sanity looked at each other in dismay. The disciples of the Changqing Sect who were still noisy and dissatisfied, all bowed down to the aloof saintess and said in unison, "I would like to serve the saints!"

The saint aunt no longer spoke, and flew away, leaving only Yu'er here, leading a team of maids and everyone on the road to Wuji Villa.

The group went all the way forward, and they walked on the road for half a month. Along the way, people from Wuji Villa watched, and from time to time, the saint aunt stood in front and sang the mysterious ancient tune to everyone. Chu Feiyang and the others were inconvenient to meet and discuss, so they all stayed peacefully, just to see what tricks they wanted to play in the end.

After half a month, everyone gradually left the place where the crowd gathered and walked towards an unknown deep mountain. The further you go, the less travelled, and the more poisonous snakes and beasts are.

"I have a bad feeling." Jun Shuying said.

Chu Feiyang pushed aside the branches hanging in front of him blocking the road with one hand, then chopped off the bushes under his feet with his sword, and turned to look at him: "What?!"

"The last time I went to your master's door was to go to sea, and this time I came to the mountain again, and I always felt that it was not good." Jun Shuying said solemnly with arms folded.

Qinglang squeezed from the side with a sword, raised his hand and wiped his forehead, and said to Chu Feiyang: "Hey, brother Chu, hurry up, give him a small knife and a small sword, or an axe. Everyone. When you open the way here, you just let him stand idle and keep talking slander."

Jun Shuying pushed him away with a sullen face and walked over to Chu Feiyang without looking at him.

Chu Feiyang smiled helplessly at Qinglang, raised his sword and continued to chop bushes and weeds as he walked.

The group walked in the deep mountains for another two days, and finally saw the vague appearance of the house in front of them.